La Luna - His Time || Bruno Madrigal Fanfic || Book Two

Ceremony

Bruno's POV

Now that Emiliano was finally gone, gone for good, I had to know... I needed to see Luna in our future. The weight of this question had been crushing me since Diego first told me I shouldn't look. But the threat is gone now. What would it hurt? My heart already told me I knew the answer but I had to be sure.

I closed my eyes from my place in the sand in my room in Casita. I rarely came here since moving into our home but the opportunity presented itself to me so I had to take it. The green aura from my gift swirled around me as I opened my eyes. And there she was. As beautiful as always. Time somehow didn't seem to touch her. Every hair in place, her skin glowed. I swallowed, seeing how beautiful she was. Still was. It was as if she stood in front of me today. She was facing away from me in the vision but her face looked over her shoulder. Glowing doesn't even come close. The vision continued as she walked up to me. And then I saw it....

Letting the vision fade away I stared at the sand below me. Of course, I knew. I felt this, deep in my soul. Somehow the answer just fit. Like a missing piece of the puzzle. Everything made sense. Everything.

"Excuse me Señor, but you know it's bad luck to see the bride in her wedding dress. I hope you weren't peeking.", her melodious voice came from behind me.

"I'd never!", throwing my hands up dramatically, making her laugh. "I was just making sure I looked good." She laughed harder at my joke.

"Sure... Abuela said I'd find you up here. I hope your not hiding from your groomly duties." Her eyebrow raised, studying me.

"What sort of esposo do you take me for??", I gasped, pulling her into me. Her smell filled my senses, taking her skin against mine. Her belly had officially started showing, at almost double the size now at 19 weeks. For the past few days she kept going on about how she was worried about how she'd look or fitting into her dress. I tried to comfort her anxiety but she was too deep in her own scenarios of what townspeople would think of her. It broke my heart. She was beautiful and every part of her was equally as beautiful. In fact, even her bump was too cute on her. It was still quite small for what I'd imagined but she carried it all in a way that flattered her figure.

Her lust came over in waves at me as she noticed me admiring her. It usually seduced me, giving into temptation. The sheer force of it sometimes made it hard to concentrate on anything else. Especially when she was watching me while she thought I didn't notice. There was no more control left between her emotions and our bond. It consumed me, making me a slave to her every desire. Not that I was complaining... But some nights I questioned her stamina. "What's going on in there?", she poked my temple. I considered which part of my thoughts I'd share with her. "Well mi amor.. If you don't control your appetite we might never leave this room. Which would be a problem, considering I'm expecting you to actually show up at the aisle today." Her face turned redder than the sun. She was so cute. She'd always blush, even standing naked in front of me with confidence I could make her blush.

"I... uh...", she played with her hair. It really was too cute. "I can't help it.", her face got hotter. "I'm trying. I swear." It was the truth. She really was trying to reign it in but any energy she had went to our Diego. Not that that was an issue. "Well mi vida, save it for the honeymoon." I'm pretty sure she could tell by my face that I hadn't planned to let her go easily. In fact, it was the main reason I'd been attempting to calm her these past few days. Our time after our wedding required me at full strength. She deserved that.

Her face pulled together, considering what I just said. What was going on behind her honey hazel eyes? She sighed to herself, her lust was still hitting me. "What if... you didn't have to do anything? No work?", she smirked. She really couldn't let it go, I chuckled. I had been tempted to ask Félix or Augustín if this was normal pregnancy related behavior or if I should start a new workout routine to keep up with her demands but it was too awkward. "Mi amor?", I raised a brow.